Tuesday, November 23, 2010

A Dream is a Wish Your Heart Makes

I was very close to my paternal grandmother. She was a very influential person in my life. She died while I was pregnant with Madison. I was heartbroken. My grandma loved to cook and I have fond memories of her making us the most fabulous little pancakes which she served with this thick maple syrup in a tiny little ceramic pitcher with a kitty on the handle.

Chocolate cupcakes with vanilla frosting

I woke up the other morning from a very vivid dream...the parts of it that I do remember are that my grandmother was vividly there and I was at her house for a visit. I walked into this bedroom and there were all sorts of fabulous cookies all over the entire room. It sounds crazy...but ever since my dreams of opening a small bakery of some sort one day have been in the forefront of my mind.

I have been baking like crazy...

I am in the process of opening an etsy bakery as a starting point...

I have been thinking of a plan and a menu...

I have been teaching since 2002. I feel as if it is no longer my calling. I need a job change. I want to do something I love. I want to open a bakery.